Dawns the year twenty twenty five. A time of hope and optimism. A year ahead that has not yet had the opportunity to disappoint. I predict big things.
The shed, for one, is going to undergo a revamp. Nothing drastic but some of the posters that have adorned its walls, perhaps since the dawn of shed time are going to be replaced. Some are irreplaceable and are part of the fabric of tref but tref is an evolutionary being and as tref time moves on shift happens. Small touches that keep the shed alive and make the difference.
I’d like to make more of the shed. In my mind it is at once a place for discussion, drinking, sport, creativity, a destination, meeting place, at once a haven from the outside world and a place that influences and shapes the world around. Everything to all men.
My hip is going to undergo a revamp. The right one at least and we will see about the left when the right one is sorted.
We have a wedding in the family. Hannah is marrying George in September. 9 months of planning and looking forward to the big day.
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Already a dramatic start to the year as a large tree fell onto the Dawkinses cars writing three of them off and blocking the road. Interesting to think that this sort of thing has been a regular occurrence in nature for millions of years without anyone noticing it happening.
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All is calm in the Davies household. Was going to wait for a couple of visitors to get up before having breakfast but have now been informed that since they didn’t get to bed until 4am I should just crack on.
The decs are gradually coming down and being returned to their boxes ready for next year.